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Saturday, February 22, 2020

Yoo Joonghyuk sighs heavily. This is going to be a very long day.

Started from the morning, when he's in his way home after groceries shopping, he meets her.

"Yoo Joonghyuk!"

Oh no, not again. "Scram, Han Sooyoung."

"How rude to say that to your best friend!" 

"You're not my friend, you're a parasite."

Han Sooyoung puts her hand in her chest and makes a look of hurt on her face. Yoo Joonghyuk sometimes wonders why she doesn't become an actress instead of a writer.

"I'm here to help you, you know? Isn't it Saturday? It will be tiring for you to do this alone!"

That's right. The reason why Yoo Joonghyuk brings two big bags of groceries in his hands now is because it's Saturday. It means that Mia will bring her friends home and play with them until night. 

And it also means that he must provide enough food for the three growing children.

Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't mind with it, since he's happy if his sister's happy. He stops questioning 'where the hell the other children's parents go every weekend' since a long time ago.

What the real problem is, there is a certain witch who always joins them under the excuse of 'helping Yoo Joonghyuk cook' but the real reason is because she wants to get Yoo Joonghyuk's legendary-grade meals.

At first, she only came on Saturday, then increasing into three times a week, five times a week, and now she breaks into his house everyday. She doesn't stay all day though, she only comes when it's lunch time. The only time when she stays all day in Yoo Joonghyuk's house is Saturday.

But well, to be honest, Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't really mind with it either. Although Han Sooyoung is such a parasite, but she is a good assistant. She doesn't help much while he's cooking (she is a local disaster in the kitchen), but she brings a lot of snacks for the children, she's mostly quiet while watching the children play, sometimes even she accompanies them to the park, and occasionally, she helps him with the groceries. Like this time.

Without replying, Yoo Joonghyuk shoves a bag of groceries into Han Sooyoung's hand. Ignoring her grumble 'why is it so fucking heavy', Yoo Joonghyuk continues his walk home.


"I'm back."

"Oppa, I'm hungry!" Mia immediately yells at him.

"Welcome back, Joonghyuk-oppa." Oh, her friends are here, already?

"Yoosung-ah, Gilyoung-ah." Yoo Joonghyuk nods at them. 

"Hey, kids! Miss me?" Han Sooyoung grins cheekily.

"Get lost, Sooyoung-unnie."

Han Sooyoung gasp in surprise. "Where did you learn that? You spend too much time with this bastard, don't you?"

Yoo Joonghyuk ignores their bickering and heads towards the kitchen.

"Mia, just wait a little longer, I'll prepare breakfast."

Fortunately, the day is started peacefully. At least, as peacefully it can be with Han Sooyoung in it.

Unfortunately, it doesn't last long.


It's three in the afternoon when the heavy rain is falling.

The children are watching a movie in the living room, Han Sooyoung is working in her laptop in the same room, and Yoo Joonghyuk is in the middle of his gaming live stream in his bedroom.

Han Sooyoung yawns into her hand, and then lies in the couch as her eyes are losing their strength. 

"Kids, turn the volume down. I'm trying to sleep."

"No." Lee Gilyoung and Yoo Mia give an absolute answer.

"Brats." She mutters under her breath. Choosing to give in as the only adult here, she closes her eyes and sleeps. Or she tries to sleep.

Because not even a minute has passed, the doorbell rings loudly. It rings relentlessly for almost thirty seconds as if it knows that no one in the house has the motivation to open the door. 

Han Sooyoung growls. "Kids! Open the door!"

Yoo Mia retorts back. "Why don't you? You're the only adult here! What would happen if turns out it's a robber? Or a murderer? Or a kidnapp--"

"Urgh, you talk too much." Han Sooyoung sits up lazily, and at the same time, Yoo Joonghyuk appears from his bedroom. "Did the doorbell just ring?"

"Great! Perfect timing. Yoo Joonghyuk will open the door."

Yoo Joonghyuk scowls but doesn't protest. He is the host anyway.

But when he opened the door, he sees nothing. Instead, he hears a low whine from his feet. He looks down and sees a baby, wrapped with a blue blanket and lying in a basket. Awww, how cute!

Wait, what..?

Yoo Joonghyuk stares blankly. Oh look, there's a note!

He picks it up.

'His name is Kim Dokja. He was born on February 15. Please take care of him.' Is what it said.

Shocked, Yoo Joonghyuk collapses on the spot.




"There there, Yoo Joonghyuk. Take a deep breath, breathe in, breathe out, yeah that's right, exactly like that..."

"Shut up, unnie. Don't you see that Oppa is still zoning out?"

"Should we make a cup of warm tea?"

"Good idea, Yoosung-ah! Gilyoung, make the tea! Make sure that you don't accidentally put salt instead of sugar in it."

Lee Gilyoung makes a salute gesture-- ('-')7 --and runs into the kitchen. Only for turns back two seconds later.

"Wait, what's the difference between salt and sugar?"

Han Sooyoung fights the urge to facepalm, then sighs. "Nevermind. I'll do it."

Meanwhile, Yoo Mia and Shin Yoosung already encircle the baby basket.

"What should we do with him? His cry is getting louder!"

"Maybe he's hungry? Should we give him some milk? How old is he?"

"He was born on February 15... That means he's only seven days old..."

"I'll go and buy formula." Suddenly, Yoo Joonghyuk says.

"Ah, Oppa! Are you okay?"

"...I'm fine, don't worry." He sighs, and then without saying anything else, he wears his coat and boots, then he goes break through the rain.

"Poor Joonghyuk-oppa. He looks so shocked." 


Han Sooyoung appears from the kitchen while bringing a cup of tea. "Huh? Where's Yoo Joonghyuk?"

"He just went to buy formula."

"Oh, well, his tea will be cold already when he returns."

"May I have the tea, then?"



When Yoo Joonghyuk returns, he doesn't only bring formula, but also baby bottles, diapers, baby soaps and a couple of baby clothes and blankets.

That's how the chaos begins.


"Where's the formula? It isn't ready yet?"

"Oppa, why do you boil the bottle?"

"I'm sterilizing it."

"You better make it quick. He's getting hysterical."

"Maybe you should clean him first? I smell something nasty..."

O-ow. Han Sooyoung and Yoo Joonghyuk exchange glares. "Do you know how to do it?"

Yoo Joonghyuk rolls his eyes. "Of course. Just remove the diaper, then clean him and put him back in a new diaper."

"Yeah, but do you know how?"

"...I'll figure it out."

Han Sooyoung facepalms. Then she take her phone and starts searching 'how to change your baby's diaper' on the internet.

Four wide eyes stare at the phone intensely as if they want to bore a hole in it and read the article 'Step-by-Step Guide to Change Baby's Diaper' rapidly.

"Okay, let's do this!" Han Sooyoung claps her hands. She prepares warm water and a cloth, while Yoo Joonghyuk prepares a changing surface by placing a waterproof sheet on his bed. Yes, his bedroom. It evolves into baby's room now. 

A bowl of warm water, a cloth, and a clean waterproof surface where a crying baby is lying on it. Now, they're ready to battle do the worst part of having a newborn baby: changing its diaper.

Change the diaper. Check.

Feed the baby. Check.

Give him a bath. Check.

Rock him to sleep. On process.

"Why isn't he stop crying?" Han Sooyoung groans in frustation after the baby have cried for two hours nonstop.

Unsuprisingly, Yoo Joonghyuk is the one who have patience at most. Thanks to his experience to handle three (actually, it's four, if Han Sooyoung is included) children for years.

He swings the baby in his arms slowly and patiently, hopes that he gets to sleep soon, as it's getting dark and the other children (include Han Sooyoung) is starting to cry from hunger.

"OPPAAA, I'm starving!"

"Me too!" Han Sooyoung joins Yoo Mia's cry.

Yoo Joonghyuk glares at Han Sooyoung. "Then take the baby. I'll prepare dinner."

"Sure. Give him to me." Han Sooyoung says confidently.

So, Han Sooyoung takes over the baby, while Yoo Joonghyuk is preparing the dinner.

Surprisingly, the baby stops crying and starts to nuzzle against her breast.

"Kyahahahaha, stop it! It's ticklish!"

"Noona, what are you doing?"

"I think he's looking for my nipple. Aww, are you hungry again? I'm sorry, but this noona doesn't produce milk. Yoosung-ah, please prepare the formula."

"Okay!" She runs to the kitchen.

"But, Sooyoung-noona, I think you're not a 'noona' to him, but an 'ahjumma'."

"Shut up, Gilyoung. Sshhh, don't listen to him, okay, uh, Dokja? You will call me 'noona'."

Yoo Mia makes a face but doesn't complain.

Finally, Shin Yoosung returns with a bottle of formula.

When Han Sooyoung gives it to Kim Dokja, he immediately sucks it.

"Aw, you're really hungry, huh? Poor baby. Drink it well and then go to sleep, okay?"

Han Sooyoung lets him finish his milk, then lulls him to sleep while praying for the baby so that he just sleeps already, goddammit!

Fortunately, her prayer is answered.

After the baby is sleeping peacefully in Yoo Joonghyuk's bed and manages the pillow so it prevent the baby from falling of the bed, Han Sooyoung sneaks out of the bedroom.

"FUCKING FINALLY!" She hisses with relief. 

She heads towards the kitchen where Yoo Joonghyuk and the children are having dinner.

Without a word, Yoo Joonghyuk slides a plate of her portion. Han Sooyoung mutters a quiet thanks and eats her dinner quietly.


"So... What will you do now?" Han Sooyoung asks Yoo Joonghyuk while he's washing the dishes. The children continue to watch their movie.

"...I don't know exactly, but I think I should report this to police."

"I agree, we need to know whose baby is it."

Yoo Joonghyuk nods.

"But, you know... They will need some time to find the parents and we don't know how long it will take. What will you do until then?"

Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't answer.

Han Sooyoung talks slowly, carefully picks the right words. "If you don't want to take care of the baby, you can put him in the orphanage, you know?"


"It maybe sounds cold-hearted, but I think you shouldn't feel guilty about it, he is not your child, he is not your responsibility... I mean, since you're just one-sidedly given the responsibility to taking care of someone else's child, you have the right to refuse it..."

"...I've been left alone since I was 13, while Mia, since she was four. We don't remember the warmth of parents' love. I've tried my best to become a parental figure for her, but apparently it's not enough."

"..." Han Sooyoung listens quietly.

"I know that sometimes she stares at our old family photos, maybe she hopes for a perfect family." 

Yoo Joonghyuk pauses, and takes a deep breath. "I know how it feels like to be thrown away by your own parents."

Yoo Joonghyuk stares at the direction of his bedroom. When he sees the baby, he thinks that he can see what will the baby feels when he knows the bitter fact. Heart-broken, lonely, and unwanted. 

"I think... I will take care of him for now. Until he find his parents, I'll become his parent."

Han Sooyoung smiles. "If that's what you want."

Then, she continues. "Let me know if I can do something for you. I'll do the best as I can."

"Hm. Thanks."

"No, I'm serious. Just call me if you need help." She sighs. "But knowing you, I think you won't do it anyway. You will push to your limit and do everything by yourself."

"It's because I really don't need any help."

"Tsk, bullshit." She mutters under her breath. "You should trust the other people more, you know? More importantly, I don't want you to get baby blues."

Yoo Joonghyuk furrows his eyebrows. "What is that?"

"You don't wanna know." Han Sooyoung reaches out to pat Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulder. "It's already night. I should escort the children home."

"Thank you, Han Sooyoung." Yoo Joonghyuk smiles. He is grateful to have Han Sooyoung by his side. But of course, he won't say that out loud. 

"No problem." Han Sooyoung smiles back.

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Sunday, February 23, 2020

Yoo Joonghyuk opens his heavy eyes. He sits up and unconciously massages his temples. 

He takes a quick glance at the clock, and sees that it's six in the morning. It means that he has slept for only an hour since the last time he was awake.

He looks into his side and sees a crying baby who wakes him up. He must admit, last night was the most teribble night of his life.

Well, of course it's not like he doesn't expect this. But reality is often worse than expectation.

It can be described like this: the baby cries - he bottle-feeds the baby - he burps the baby - the baby spits up - he cleans him - the baby poops - he cleans him again - he lulls him to sleep - repeat.

Now he is suffering from a headache due to sleep deprivation. Perfect. He must drink an aspirin later.


It's one in the afternoon when he is ready to go.

After telling Mia to do-not-open-the-door-for-strangers, he opens the front door and sees Han Sooyoung is raising her hand, two seconds away from pressing the doorbell.

She grins and kindly takes over the bag that Yoo Joonghyuk puts in his shoulder.

"You look like shit."

"Shut up."

Her grin's only getting wider. "Is he asleep?" She takes a peek at the baby inside a bundle of blanket in Yoo Joonghyuk's arms.


"Hm. I don't really notice it before, but he's really pale."

Her words make Yoo Joonghyuk realizes that he never takes a good look at the baby.

Kim Dokja. Black eyes, black hair and pale skin. He has that fat pads in his cheeks like every baby has. Sweet, pretty little baby.


It needs only half an hour to arrive at the police station.


Lee Hyunsung turns his head to them and stares with wide eyes. Although he seems surprised, he can manage a smile.

"Han Sooyoung-ssi, Yoo Joonghyuk-ssi." He nods at them. 

Then he says, "It's a surprise to see you here. And evenmore, I don't know that you're marrie--"

"Whoah, stop right there! No, Hyunsung-ssi, we are not married. I would rather die than marry Yoo Joonghyuk."

"I should be the one who says that." 

Han Sooyoung ignores Yoo Joonghyuk. 

Lee Hyunsung opens his mouth--

"And no, he's not our child." 

--he closes it immediately.

She continues to rambling, "Besides, of course if I ever marry someone, I will invite you to the wedding, Hyunsung-ssi!" 

Han Sooyoung put her arm around his neck in a friendly manner, but due to their height difference, she is more likely to strangle him than embrace him.

"Anywaayy, we have something to report."

Lee Hyunsung quickly puts his professional face. "Of course. Please tell me."

Yoo Joonghyuk starts telling how he found the baby and what the note had said. 

After he writes down some details, and asks a few question, Lee Hyunsung says,

"I understand, Joonghyuk-ssi. We will investigate this soon and will let you know once we find the parents."

Yoo Joonghyuk nods. "Thank you."

"As for the baby... To take care of him or to put him in orphanage, it's up to you."

"I will be his caretaker for now."

Lee Hyunsung smiles. "Alright then."

Then they take their leave.


"Han Sooyoung."

"What is it?"

"If his parents threw him away, most likely they don't want to get him back, right?"

"Yeah, maybe. Why?"

"Do you think... I need to look for adoptive parents for him?"

"Why do you need to look for them if you can be one?"

"...I'm not sure if I can. I mean, I can handle this for now, but I can't guarantee that I can for further."

"Wait, what's with this insecurity? Are you saying that you're not sure that you can be a parent for him?"

"...I didn't say that I'm insecure."

"So why? You have been taken care of Mia since she was small. Plus her friends, if I need to remind you."

"But I have zero experience with a baby. It's basically the same thing with having your own child."

"So? I don't see any problem. You can always learn for it."

"...Maybe. But if he can get parents, why not? Two are better than one."

"...Not really. One parent will suffice as long as your child is happy with it." 

Tuesday, February 25, 2020

Yoo Joonghyuk has a new routine now. And just like the majority of newmoms, he is incredibly tired.

He has too much to do and too little time.

Thankfully, being considerate as usual (it's a first requirement to become Yoo Joonghyuk's friend, because he's too tsundere to ask for something), sometimes Han Sooyoung offers to babysit Kim Dokja so he can take some rest.

Unfortunately, despite being sleep-deprived, Yoo Joonghyuk can't rest yet before he makes sure that the clothes have been arranged neatly in the wardrobe, the dishes have been washed, the children are not starving, and the house is clean enough.

Oh, and don't forget about his job too!

Speaking of job, Yoo Joonghyuk remembers that tonight he has a live streaming.


It's eight in the evening. After making sure that Mia already goes to bed, he prepares for the streaming.

In a quiet bedroom, only the sound of keyboard and mouse clicking are heard. Yoo Joonghyuk's eyebrows furrow in concentration. Focus on playing the game, and occasionally, read the live chat.

He wears a headphone, his face-cam and mic are on. Although he rarely speaks during the live streaming.

[maritimeadmiral: master, you look tired]

[maritimeadmiral: are you sleeping well?]

[abyssaldragon: you look like shit]

[judgeoffire: the shit version of him still look better than you, stupid dragon]

[abyssaldragon: how dare you!!]

[thegreatsage: hahahahah]

Yoo Joonghyuk suppresses a yawn into his shoulder and squeezes his eyes shut for a moment before opens them again, revealing the red and teary eyes.

[monarchofabyss: captain, do you even sleep?]

[judgeoffire: do you get insomnia?]

[moonlightprincess: you can end the stream early if you're not feeling well, joonghyuk-ssi]

[architectoffalseend: yeah, you have died 22 times]

[architectoffalseend: that's a new record]

Yoo Joonghyuk internally groans in irritation. The ping sounds and the bright light of his monitor... It's irritating.

"I'm fine. Stop worrying." He whispers. Hoping that his voice is low enough to not wake Kim Dokja.

Then he scowls when he reads certain messages.

"Shut up, Han Sooyoung."

[architectoffalseend: !!!]

[architectoffalseend: why i get scolded for stating a fact]

[abyssaldragon: why are you whispering]

[thegreatsage: he gets irritated easily today]

[judgeoffire: everyone will do the same thing if they are sleep-deprived!]

[maritimeadmiral: that's right!]

"I'm not--," Yoo Joonghyuk freezes. His words are interupted by a crying voice. 

'Aw, shit.' He thinks.

"A moment."

Then he leaves his seat.

[monarchofabyss: is it just me or is it really a baby's voice?]

[judgeoffire: !!!!]

[judgeoffire: it's a baby!!]

[judgeoffire: whose baby is it??]

[maritimeadmiral: is it master's child??]

[maritimeadmiral: i don't know that he has a wife!]

[abyssaldragon: or girlfriend]

[thegreatsage: i think he's not that type of a person]

Ten minutes later, Yoo Joonghyuk appears on the camera.

"Sorry for the interuption." He continues to play as if the interuption is never happened.

He has learned his lesson. He won't speak a word until the stream ends.

Getting ignored, the live chat is running wild.

[maritimeadmiral: master??]

[maritimeadmiral: are you not going to explain?]

[monarchofabyss: captain, is it your baby??]

[judgeoffire: whose baby is it]

[abyssaldragon: who's the mother]

[judgeoffire: please please please tell us]

[moonlightprincess: congratulation, joonghyuk-ssi]

[thegreatsage: wow this is surprising]

[moonlightprincess: i don't know that you're a father now]

Yoo Joonghyuk is remains silent. Although his mouth is kind of itchy as he wants to yell 'nooo, he is not my fucking child!'.

But the risk is too big. He doesn't want to wake Kim Dokja again.

That's why the stream today ends with a scandalious rumour.

[architectoffalseend: yoo joonghyuk]

[architectoffalseend: you're doomed]

Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately?), Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't realize it.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

The doorbell rings right after Yoo Joonghyuk have given Kim Dokja a morning bath.

'What now.' He ignores the doorbell and takes his sweet time to dry him, slip on a new diaper, and dress him.

After he swaddles him in a warm blanket, he embraces him in his arms.

Satisfied, Yoo Joonghyuk observes the baby in his arms, and because he thinks that just looking isn't enough, he nuzzles Kim Dokja's cheek and takes a deep breath.

'Hmm, never know that baby can smell so addicting.'

Yoo Joonghyuk stares at the baby one more time, and the baby is staring back.

Kim Dokja blinks sleepily and after lets out a big yawn ('how cute', Yoo Joonghyuk thinks), he closes his eyes and drives to sleep.

Due to the overloaded cuteness, Yoo Joonghyuk can't help but kisses him in cheek.

Unfortunately, his sweet time is interupted by a sound of doorbell rings once again.

So, after puts Kim Dokja in his bed and makes sure his security, he walks into the front door.

The doorbell rings again. This time it sounds more impatient.

'Tsk, so noisy. It will wake Kim Dokja up. I should get rid of it.' Yoo Joonghyuk thinks exasperatedly.

Yoo Joonghyuk opens the door and immediately sees a scowling visage of his manager, Bihyung.

"Bihyung." Yoo Joonghyuk greets him, and without waiting an answer, he reaches out to the doorbell and pulls it off the wall.

Bihyung gapes and stares at him incredulously.

"What?" Yoo Joonghyuk innocently asks.

Bihyung collects his jaw drop and says, "Is that your method to say that I'm not allowed to come here ever again?"

Yoo Joonghyuk frowns. "What are you talking about?" He looks genuinely confused. "Come in, or do you prefer to stand there all day?"

Bihyung deeply inhales. Calm down, there are a lot of benefits of working with Yoo Joonghyuk, he just has to endure his high level of bastardry.

"So do you mind to explain what is the meaning of this?" Bihyung says with the emphasize in word 'this', after they both sits in the couch.

"Explain this."

"Don't tell me you don't know."

"No? I don't know."

Second deep inhale. "Last night, when you was streaming..."

"Oh, right." Yoo Joonghyuk interupts him, looks like he gets an epiphany. "I have a baby with me."

Bihyung is nearly died from asphyxiation. Because, what the hell, Joonghyuk?

"He's not my child, this is only temporary until..." Yoo Joonghyuk tells the story once again.

He asks Bihyung to make an official announcement that he will reduce the frequency of his live streaming due to his new duty.

"I can only stream every Saturday afternoon from now on." 'While Han Sooyoung is babysitting Kim Dokja and the children.'

"...Alright." Bihyung sighs. "So, where is the baby?"

"In my bedroom."

"Can I see it?"

"Sure. But if you wake him up..." Yoo Joonghyuk makes a throat-slitting gesture.

"No, I won't!"

Bihyung enters the bedroom quietly and sees the baby is sleeping peacefully.

'Oh, it's a boy.'

Then he sneaks out of the bedroom.

"Are you done? Then go away, my to-do list is waiting." 

"Tsk, damn this bastard." Bihyung mutters. 'Why do I work for him again?' "Then I'll be taking my leave. Don't worry, I will get rid of this rumour for you. In exchange, just raise my paid, will you?"

"What rumour?"

"Oh, don't think too much about it." Bihyung pats Yoo Joonghyuk's shoulder. "I will get rid of it in no time!"

Yoo Joonghyuk frowns. He doesn't care about such thing actually.

After Bihyung has left, Yoo Joonghyuk walks to his washing machine. His laundry is waiting.


But, apparently, the combination of domestic works and having a newborn baby is too much for Yoo Joonghyuk to handle it alone.

After a month has passed, Yoo Joonghyuk decides that he can't do this anymore.

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Saturday, March 21, 2020

It takes a few days (weeks, actually) for Yoo Joonghyuk to realize a few things.

First, that he doesn't need to be a perfect babysitter and a housekeeper at the same time. And a brother as well. Simply because being perfectionist really drives him crazy at this moment. As long as he does the best that he can, it's enough.

Second, for the sake of his sanity, he needs to lower his standards. It's okay if the house isn't always clean, or the house clothes are not ironed, or the dirty dishes are piled up (Yoo Mia never complains about it anyway).

And third, just like Han Sooyoung has said, he needs to trust people more. Well actually, this is the first thing he realized, since he has trusted Han Sooyoung to babysit Kim Dokja for awhile.

So with that things in mind, in his half-concious half-asleep state, he takes his phone and presses a contact to call the first person he trusts at most.


It's five in the morning when his phone rings. Groans in irritation, after a quick glance at the caller's name, SP picks up his phone with closed eyes. 



He nearly has a heart attack. Almost instantly, he gains his full conciousness and opens his eyes wide. After rechecks the caller's name, he answers the phone suspiciously. "Joonghyuk? Did you hit your head?"

True that he is Joonghyuk's older brother. But in 33 years of his life, never once Joonghyuk called him 'hyung'. Sooo, this is an anomaly.

"Hyung, I need help." SP has a second heart attack. Because Joonghyuk and asking for help is almost an impossible combination. He still remembers their conversation a long time ago--

("Asking for help is for the weak." "Joonghyuk, no, it's not. You're just being a tsundere. Just tell me if you need anything, will you?" "No." "...")

Before SP can manage an answer, Joonghyuk already gives his command. "Just come here. ASAP." And hangs up the phone.

SP doesn't realize that his mouth is gaping after five minutes.


When Yoo Joonghyuk opens his front door, SP takes a couple of steps back and looks at him in horror. 

"What the fuck?!"

In his defense, Yoo Joonghyuk rarily looks like this--messy hair, dark circles and bags under his eyes, and what is that suspicious spot on his shirt?.

His tired face immediately turns into an annoyed one. "Bastard, you don't have to be that dramatic." 

He makes a gesture for SP to follow him.

Although curious, SP doesn't rush him with question and follows him obediently. "Why don't you call me 'hyung' anymore?" He says teasingly. 

Yoo Joonghyuk turns his head to him and makes a face. "I will never do that."

"But you just did this morning." SP glances at him in confusion.

"No, I didn't?" But Yoo Joonghyuk looks more confused. "Do you want to be called 'hyung' that bad until you hallucinate?"

SP looks at him, narrows his eyes, then sighs. "Forget it." 'Is he originally this forgetful?'

Yoo Joonghyuk scowls deeply, but he doesn't say anything else and opens his bedroom door, revealing a desk with gaming tools (normal), floor with scattered dirty clothes (not normal), and a bed where a baby is lying (DEFINITELY not normal).

"Joonghyuk, I won't help you in this. Kidnapping is illegal!" SP is getting ready to nag him.

Annoyed, Yoo Joonghyuk smacks the back of his head ("Ow!") and scolds him. "I didn't kidnap him, idiot."

After he has listened the story, SP hums in understanding. "So... You're a father now? Should I say congratulation?"

It takes all of his self-control for Yoo Joonghyuk to not throttle him.

"Oppa? Why are you here so early?" Yoo Mia peeks to the bedroom while rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"Mia-ya." SP extends his arms and Yoo Mia hugs him happily. 

Her eldest brother rarily visits her, but when he does, he spoils her so much. She doesn't even understand, why does he bother to rent an apartment? This house is big enough for three of them!

"Mia-ya, how have you been?"

"Oppa, I can't sleep well this days, Kim Dokja is always crying at night." Yoo Mia complains.

"Kim Dokja?" SP furrows his eyebrows.

"The baby." 

"Ah.." SP suddenly remembers why he is summoned here. He has a hunch that it's related with the baby. 

"So what do you need me for? Please don't ask me to do the baby laundry..."

"No. I need you to do the cooking, since I'm too tired to cook three times a day."

It takes a minute for SP to process the words. "Did you just hire me as a chef?"

"You can say it like that."

"...Fine." SP takes a deep breath. It's fine, no problem, he will do anything for his dearest brother. 

"Cooking for two more people is not a big deal."

"...Actually, there are another children."


"There are another children."

SP raises his eyebrows high. "I didn't know that you open a daycare now." He says. "Who are they, by the way?"

"Two neighbors who live next door, they are Mia's friends." A pause. "Don't ask me where do their parents go."


"Oh, there is one more."

SP raises one of his eyebrow questioningly. 

Yoo Joonghyuk thinks for a moment. "Excluding me, there are four people. Mia, Yoosung, Gilyoung... and Han Sooyoung."

SP fights the urge to jaw drop. 

"Han Sooyoung? Your friend in college who tried to fight a tree when she was drunk that one time?"


"She isn't a child."

"Oh, she is."

"...Right, whatever." 

That's how SP joins the babysitting crew.

From now on, he can breath in relief. SP will be a huge help since it means that he doesn't have to cook three times a day anymore.

"Oppa! Doesn't it mean that you will stay here from now on?"

"Looks like it."

Yoo Mia is jumping up and down excitedly. Seems like the happiest one among them is not Yoo Joonghyuk, but Yoo Mia.

"Yay! Joonghyuk-oppa is always busy lately, I feel kinda lonely."

Yoo Joonghyuk can't help feeling guilty.

"Mia, I'm--"

"No, It's okay! I understand, Oppa. I'm just happy that we can gather again like this." Yoo Mia has a nostalgic smile. "Just like the old days."

They remember the past when it was just two of them, and then became three after Mia came. It was a difficult time, but it didn't mean that they wasn't happy as they had each other. It was far better with only three of them, than with their unresponsible parents. 

All of those time made her understand, that no matter how busy her brothers were, they are always here for her.

And SP, as the eldest, always says the same thing, "Yes, it's okay. I'm here."


("So the rumour is half-true, then."

"What rumour."

"You don't know? I'm not following your activity so I don't know where did it come from, but I think it appeared last month? Your manager had clarified about it though."

"...What is this rumour exactly?"

"Well, rumour has it that you impregnated your girlfriend, and then she dumped you and her baby, so you had to raise it alone."

"I WHAT.")


But it seems like it's too early to breathe a sigh of relief. What Yoo Joonghyuk doesn't realize is, he just creates another chaos in the house.


Sunday, March 22, 2020

He just arrives home after groceries shopping and he hears Han Sooyoung's voice the moment he opens the door.


Han Sooyoung sprints towards him and wraps her arms around his waist from behind as if she's hiding.

"What now?" Yoo Joonghyuk frowns.

She points at her coming direction. Yoo Joonghyuk looks up and sees SP, standing furiously, hands in his hip.

"What happened?"


"HE HATES ME!" Han Sooyoung is sobbing. "He is such an evil stepmother."

SP looks strangely offended.

"No, I'm not! The children love me." He only denies the evil part. He doesn't deny being a stepmother. "You're the one who were being a little shit!"

Yoo Joonghyuk facepalms.


Saturday, March 28, 2020

SP takes out the newly-baked brownies from the oven.

It's four in the afternoon. As usual, they are having a snack, because of course the children can't make it through to the dinner without a snack.

"Oppa! It smells so good!" Yoo Mia and friends sit in the dining table and wait impatiently.

SP forms a faint smile. "Of course."

He puts it in a plate, then cuts it into bite-sized pieces. After that, he serves it to the children.

"Be careful, it's still hot."

The children don't look like they care though. They eat it happily and sometimes even fighting over a bigger size.

Then Han Sooyoung appears.

"What is this?"

"What do you think." SP, as always, is being a kind of bitch.

"Tsk." Looks like he's still mad about the last incident she made. 

It's not like she was doing it on purpose, okay?! She was trying to cook since Yoo Joonghyuk was in his groceries shopping and SP was nowhere to be found.

Thus, that made her as the only target of the starving children's whines. 

So if she burned down the kitchen at the same moment as SP came, she's not the only one to blame, okay!

Han Sooyoung observes the brownies in the table. "Why does it have green colour?"

"It's green tea mint."

"Hm. Fascinating." Han Sooyoung tastes a bite and immediately crinkles her face in disgust.

"It tastes like mint toothpaste."

"Don't eat it if you're only going to insult it." SP shots back. "It's perfectly delicious."

"You have a weird taste bud."

"If I'm weird, then you're weirder."

"No, I'm completely normal."

"Normal is relative, it depends on which standard. If we're using the majority standard, apparently you are the only one here who have a different opinion about this. So, your claim of being normal is invalid."

"Having a different opinion doesn't make me wrong."

"If that's the case, then your argument that I'm weird is not right either."

"You are an exception, of course."

SP glares at her. Han Sooyoung grabs his collar, and SP pushes her shoulder to shove her away.


Their heads turn towards the voice direction simultaneously.

Yoo Joonghyuk forms a hideous smile.

"Shut the fuck up. Your voices are so fucking loud. My sweet child can't fucking sleep."

Han Sooyoung and SP release their hold, both feel the cold creeping down their spines.

"If I hear your voices again, I'll send you to hell. Do you understand?"

"I understand." "It won't happen again." They answer spontaneously.

"Good." Yoo Joonghyuk turns around while carrying Kim Dokja in his arms.

After he left, they throw a glare at each other with the same ferocity.

'This isn't over yet.' Is what the unsaid.



Sunday, March 29, 2020

Kim Dokja is lying down in his new bouncer and eyeing the toys above him with interest. Yoo Joonghyuk is washing the dishes while watching over him.

When he's done, he takes Kim Dokja out of his bouncer and then positions him in M-shape carry using a sling wrap. Perfectly burries him in the warm of his chest.

He learns this carrying position a few days ago. And it has been a game-changer in his life, since now he can carry him anywhere while doing his household works.

Evenmore, he can nuzzle Kim Dokja's hair everytime he wants to sniffs an unique scent of a baby.

Unfortunately, they're not alone in this house.

Yoo Joonghyuk raises his head at the same time with Han Sooyoung launches herself at SP's back, wraps her legs on his waist and performs a headlock, effectively chokes him out.

"Keuk?! What the fu--"

"This is for that one time you put a fucking cockroach in my food!"

"No?! I never did--"


"No, I did not!! Lee Gilyoung did!"

Lee Gilyoung laughs hysterically and breaks into a sprint, escapes from the house.

Han Sooyoung gapes and looks betrayed.

"See?! Now just let me breath--"

Yoo Joonghyuk begins to wonder what kind of a person Kim Dokja will be if he's raised in this family.


Monday, March 30, 2020

"--powerfull earthquake that struck Indonesia's Sulawesi Island last week has killed--"


"--to be evacuated after their houses were destoyed by Cyclone Eloise--"


"--commited suicide. It has been identified as 32-year-old woman with initial name LS--




"I'm bored. Let's play a game."


"Sorry, I'm already playing with Dokja, you see."

"Tsk." Han Sooyoung pouts, stares at both Yoo Joonghyuk and Kim Dokja who are lying on a playmat.

Yoo Joonghyuk is in his stomach while observing Kim Dokja doing his tummy time.

He sways a toy in front of Dokja, who looks interested and tries to lift his head.

After a minute, he rolls Dokja over. Now lying in his back, Kim Dokja moves his arms and legs eagerly. 

'Who knows the infamous Supreme King is surprisingly good at babysitting.' Han Sooyoung thinks. 'Damn this multitalented bastard.'

She gets up from her seat, then walks towards the kitchen.

"Where do you think you're going?" Suddenly, SP raises his head from his laptop and glares at her suspiciously.

"Kitchen. I'm hungry."

"Didn't I say that you're banned from it?"

"So basically you're saying that you will let me die from hunger?"

"No matter how much I want you to die, unfortunately you need at least 30 days to die from starvation."

Han Sooyoung curls her fist in his collar and snarls, "What the hell is your problem."

"Oh now you're asking it as if you don't know--"

"It's not my fault that--"

"So you're saying that it's my fault--"

"Yes! Who else--"

Yoo Joonghyuk sighs and puts his head in his hands, muttering, "Not again."

Thankfully, before they wreak a havoc and break maybe a chair or two, someone is knocking the front door.

Yoo Joonghyuk quietly sighs in relief, then after he takes Kim Dokja to his arms, he goes to the door and opens it.

He sees the smiling face of Lee Hyunsung.

"Good afternoon, Joonghyuk-ssi. I believe I have something important to tell you. Could you spare a few moment?"

"Of course, Hyunsung-ssi. Please come in."

Lee Hyunsung enters the house and makes an eye contact with Han Sooyoung.

"Hello, Hyunsung-ssi!"

"Sooyoung-ssi." Lee Hyunsung nods at her. Then he sees SP. 

"Ah, you are..."

"Joonghyuk's brother. Nice to meet you."

"Ah, I see. Nice to meet you." 'They are really look alike.' Lee Hyunsung thinks. 'Except that he looks more ferocious.'

After they sat down on the couch, Lee Hyunsung starts talking.

"We had checked all of hospitals in Seoul to know where was Kim Dokja born. After we grasped his mother's name, we began the investigation and achieved a few information."

Lee Hyunsung slides a folder to Yoo Joonghyuk. Yoo Joonghyuk opens it and sees a picture of a woman, pinned to a paper full of paragraphs.

"Her name is Lee Sookyung. She gave birth to Kim Dokja on February 15. Her husband is..." Lee Hyunsung clears his throat. "I must say... He is the worst husband you can ever have. Abusive, alcoholic, gambler. He left Lee Sookyung when she was 6-month pregnant. We haven't found him yet."

Lee Hyunsung falls silent for a moment to construct the next words. Han Sooyoung misinterprets him, and gives him a cup of water.

Lee Hyunsung stares at her with confusion, but takes her kindness anyway. "That's very kind of you, Sooyoung-ssi."

"Don't mention it."

Lee Hyunsung clears his throat for the second time. "Now where am I... Oh right. As for Lee Sookyung..." A pause. "She was missing for a month after she gave birth. And... Two days ago, we found her body in the riverside of Han River. Although the autopsy report haven't come out yet, we suspected that she committed suicide..."

Silence decends on the room. Slowly, each head turns towards Yoo Joonghyuk one by one.

"Yoo Joonghyuk-ssi." Lee Hyunsung calls him. "It's now impossible to return him to his parents, including his father, since I don't think he's responsible enough to take care of his own child."

Yoo Joonghyuk's still silent.

"I will give you some time to think, Joonghyuk-ssi.  I can help you to make his birth certificate with his biological parents' name. And after you have decided... You can always find me to help you either for register him to orphanage or make the adoption paper."

"...Yes, thank you so much, Hyunsung-ssi. I'm sorry for bothering you."

"Not at all. Then, please excuse me." Lee Hyunsung smiles and leaves.

Silence decends on the room once again.

"Yoo Joonghyuk." Han Sooyoung breaks the silence. "Take your time, no need to rush. I'll handle Kim Dokja for now, if you need some time alone."

"Thank you, Han Sooyoung."

After he handed Kim Dokja to Han Sooyoung, he leaves for his room.

His head suddenly feels heavy like a new big burden just fell upon him.

He lays himself in the bed, closes his eyes, and thinks, 'Now, what should I do?'